Sometimes anger hits the nail.

Winsome Ways.

The spot which always hides perfectly.

Take this poem, kiss it and put it in your pocket, warm it with good thoughts, love it with all your heart, change the world with fine art, through energy breaks the chains we mortals know, the pains upon us cease to grow.

A true friend.

With out understanding, there is no understanding.

Shock wave into the past.

Don't demolish what confuses you!

Change happens when I take off my clothes in a grove of lush trees and teleport to Albania with out consent, then walk into Greece, conquer it and find some underwear.